Taylor Driemanspolder Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Breda

Quirky thought in my head—she’s like Llewyn, lost in her own ballad, but with more glitter and grit. Love her for it, hate the world that keeps her down. Whore? Yeah, that’s Ruby—raw, real, and a little fucked up, just how I like my stories. Ain’t no polish here, just truth, messy as hell.

Eropuit met camera en verrekijker

In the spring of , I took a walk in the Nieuwe Driemanspolder (abbr N3MP), a wetland that abuts Den Haag (The Hague) and Zoetermeer in Zuid Holland (South Holland). It is a pitstop .

First off, I’m cruising down the Driemanspolderweg, right? It’s like the main artery of this place. I’m jamming to some tunes, feeling good, when BAM! A pigeon decides to dive-bomb my car. Like, dude, what’s your problem? I swear, that bird had it out for me. I almost swerved into a bike lane. Not cool, man.